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From: Patriot Acts (Season Four – Episode 20)

From: Catch and Release (Season One – Episode 3)

The scene opens at night in Alan’s office. He’s working at his desk and Sally is nervously pacing with a
folder in her hand.

Sally Heep: Why aren’t you helping me?
Alan Shore: Sally, I have a trial of my own beginning tomorrow. A rather big one.
Sally Heep: But this is my very first trial.
Alan Shore: You’ve certainly been in court before. I have no doubt you’ll do well.
Sally Heep: Motion practice. This is with a jury. I don’t—I don’t think I’m ready.

Alan gets up from his desk, closes his office door, walks over to Sally and takes the folder out of her hand. He takes her hands in his and looks at her intently.

Alan Shore: Sally, look at me. You trust me?
Sally Heep: I do.
Alan Shore: And because you trust me, you’ll believe what I’m about to tell you.
Sally Heep: I will
Alan Shore: That’s all it is.
Sally Heep: All what is?
Alan Shore: Trial law. Getting the jury to trust you, so they will believe what you tell them.
Sally Heep: Really?

Alan puts his hands on either side of her face and strokes her face.

Alan Shore: Sincerity, Sally. Once you learn to fake that, there’ll be no stopping you.

From: Patriot Acts (Season Four – Episode 20)

From: Patriot Acts (Season Four – Episode 20)

In the men’s room, Denny is at the sink when Shirley comes in.

Denny Crane: Men’s room!
Shirley Schmidt: I got it wrong.
Denny Crane: No biggie. The stalls are empty.
Shirley Schmidt: I got it wrong about your no longer being a brilliant attorney. Seems you still are.
Denny Crane: Sex?
Shirley Schmidt: Not tonight.
Denny Crane: Oh. I had a dream, you and I were swimming in my pool, buck naked, we began to make ferocious love, you screamed so loudly the police came and looked over the fence and said, “Ah, that just Crane, pool and Schmidt.”

They both chuckle.

Shirley Schmidt: And on that lovely note, good night Denny. And way to go!

She gives him a quick kiss and leaves.

Yeah!

Nog eentje ………

Brilliante film.

Niet het type “Vrolijke Frans”, denk ik zo:

Screenwriter Hudson Milbank suffers from acute depersonalization disorder. So alienated from his own life that he makes the chronically depressed look perky, Hudson lives alone, watches The Golf Channel all day, can’t hang on to a relationship, shoplifts in order to get his adrenalin up off the floor, fears that thinking about his dad’s death will bring it to pass, loathes his mother, and in general, is as nutty as a crapshack in a peanut farm. Obsessed with the underlying sadness that infuses his wretched existence, Hudson is a man in hell, but he thinks that his long catalog of dismally unsatisfying and mutually self-destructive relationships is over when SARA stumbles into his life. He knows she can save him. She knows he has to save himself. Together they save each other.

Written by Anonymous, from IMDb

De deur naar Bart’s slaapkamer. Huh??